Guangling County, Chen Jingxing frowned in a pavilion, this pavilion has only been completed for a few days, in the eyes of the maidservant mother, the second prince is very elegant, and it has a lot of connotation than Liu Rampant father and son.

There is a canal embedded in the surface of the pavilion, from the east to the west looks like the word "water", from the south to the north to look at the word "longevity", take the meaning of "water often flows, longevity often has", so it is also called the water longevity pavilion.

Xiao Yaosheng stood outside the pavilion and said: "Shen Kuo, the Venerable Lord of Jiulong Mountain, has died in the hands of Uncle Zeng Li, who was in charge of the former Maoshan Sect, and now the Holy Maiden Sang Zhi is in charge of the overall situation, but she doesn't seem to want to cooperate with us......"

Chen Jingxing leaned down and picked up the wine glass, and wanted to take a sip, but suddenly smashed it to the ground, and said angrily: "Chen Yuzhi really shouldn't have died? It's a pity that that the wind bead was given to Shen Kuo such a waste!

Xiao Yaosheng didn't care about the white jade fragments scattered all over the place, compared to the wind beads, this small wine glass is really not worth mentioning, and the Confucian saint said coldly: "Since that little girl doesn't know what to do, then it will make Jiulong Mountain worse!"

Chen Jingxing's anger faded a lot, and he asked with interest: "Oh, what's the worse method, let's hear it." ”

"Xuzhou Laojun Pavilion and Jiulong Mountain have some grievances, now Jiulong Mountain is declining, a little fanning the wind, wildfire can burn the plain, as long as you are good friends with Laojun Pavilion, those organs in Jiulong Mountain are not ready to be caught!"

Chen Jingxing smiled, looked kind, squinted and said, "Xiaoyaosheng, you are really insidious!"

Confucian Sheng didn't care, raised the corners of his mouth, the evil color was even more obvious, and said: "It is not too much to be insidious to solve problems for ......the second prince."

A wooden boat came again, and the boat had become emerald green bamboo leaves, Chen Jingxing drank it all and left the Shuishou Pavilion.

In the temple of Baohua Mountain, Chen Yuzhi was rubbing the little monk's head, Li Xiyang hurriedly pulled him away and said: "The Buddha Gate is a pure place, how can it be so rude." I know you're sad, but where can I find you a drink in the middle of the night?"

Si Shao climbed to the statue of Maitreya, tinkered for a long time, a jar of ash old wine was held out by the little monk, he said: "The master always likes to go to the widow's house under the mountain to eat and drink, and I thought I didn't know, in fact, I know, just like this jar of wine, it is the master who said it when he was napping and talking in his sleep, although there is no wine in your arms, but it is better than nothing, and it will be a while!"

Chen Yuzhi then remembered that there was a small pot of wine in his arms that the Xifeng was given by the Sanctuary, and he said that he would drink it when it was in danger, but the young man had long forgotten it, and now he suddenly remembered that he had to try the effect of this Xifeng wine when he had a chance.

Si Shao took out three ordinary porcelain bowls from the firewood room, and there were many small gaps in each bowl, which showed that the incense of the small temple was not optimistic. It's just that the young man doesn't understand why the little monk wants to take out three bowls, is it possible that he still wants to drink with himself?

"Si Shao, are you going to intervene and share a bowl of wine?"

The little monk smiled: "There is no difference between wine and water in my eyes, and it should be okay to drink a bowl." ”

Xiao Zamao and Chen Yuzhi sat on one side, the little monk was attacked left and right, and the three of them sat on the threshold of the small temple, and the combination of Taoism and Buddhism was quite harmonious.

Li Xiyang asked, "Fourth Shao, you just became a Buddha and you plan to break the vows?"

The little monk drank for the first time, poured a bowl of belly, his little face was flushed, and he muttered: "The master once said that wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart, but now he obviously doesn't want to be a monk anymore, and he is always a little uncomfortable eating meat and drinking wine secretly, and I don't know if his bare head will grow hair again...... The Buddha travels to the world, but does not ask the world how to act, that is the misunderstanding of the people who ask for goodness, they think that without giving something, they will not be able to move the gods and Buddhas, and over time the precepts and rules are born! In fact, when those who pray find that worshipping the Buddha is not effective, they will also blame the heavens and the Buddha for being ruthless, after all, it is a little superficial, there is no such thing as responding to requests in the world, planting good roots, and getting good rewards, this is some...... I used to want to make the jasper arhat beads of the master, but now I have no desires, and today there are still people who have wrapped up my future fasting meals, so what does it matter if I drink some wine......"

Chen Yuzhi felt that what the little monk said was very much in line with his taste, and drank a bowl on his little shoulder, the fourth young man was already shaking his head, and he couldn't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest, and the young man asked, "Little Zamao, why do you think you want to drink?"

Li Xiyang was very elegant, afraid of being scratched by the gap in the bowl, he was just drinking slowly, he smiled: "If the people in the rivers and lakes don't drink, they lack some aura...... A glass of turbid wine, don't ask about red dust. Seriously, I'm quite envious of you, although cultivators shouldn't think about this, but who doesn't want to experience this kind of love? Those who say they don't want to are blinded by lard and talk nonsense!"

The amount of alcohol that the little monk and the little miscellaneous hair drink is indeed a little shallow, and compared with the young man who once dominated the Panyang Drunken Immortal Residence, it is still a little insufficient. The ancient trees in front of the temple are towering, the branches and leaves cover the hanging moon, only a trace of light can be seen, and the young man said: "It's good not to see, save the pain of seeing lovesickness...... Xiao Zamao, why do you say that Cen Yan can't think about it, what is not good, just to become a nun? They all say that there are 3,000 troubles on the top of their heads, and if they are cut off, they really don't have any troubles? This head is bare, if it is cold in winter, is it distressed?"

Li Xiyang was proud, drank half a bowl of turbid wine, and said: "What, I can't bear to let people go?" Pick it up and put it down, although these four words are short, but it is difficult to do...... I think it's all nonsense, it's okay not to compete for the superior, but not to fight for the day, you and Hou Cengyan's matter is like this, I haven't experienced love, and I don't know how to be good like water, but I feel that it's a pity in my heart...... Hey, let's not talk about it, but why do you want to drink?"

The young man in the robe put down the porcelain bowl, turned his hand and picked up the wine jar, swallowed the sun and the moon with a drink, the old wine wet the robe, wet the eyes, he smiled a little lonely, and said: "The young man does not know the taste of sorrow, always borrows wine to eliminate sorrow, and after tasting all the flavors of the world, he is inseparable from this jar of old wine, good wine, strong wine, turbid wine can be, but I want to get drunk and rest, a dream of white-headed! Love parting, resentment for a long time, can't ask for it, can't let go." Red dust refining the heart, walking is the world is awake I am drunk, the world is drunk I wake up, today I drink in front of the Buddha, there is a wish! I hope to see each other again in the future......"

Li Xiyang was confused, and he didn't hear what Chen Yuzhi was muttering, but he was just wondering who he wanted to meet, was it Hou Cen Yan or another woman......?

Twelve years of Taikang, cold dew.

After the solar term, the days get shorter, the nights get longer, the daylight decreases, the heat slowly recedes, and the cold gradually increases.

On the top of Baohua Mountain, in Lanshan Temple, the morning thoughts turn into white snow.

The charm woman shaved off the green silk and changed into a plain dress, and she no longer cared about Hongchen.

Chen Yuzhi stood in the distance and watched her gradually enter the Lanshan Tower, without looking back.

The world is suddenly late, and the mountains and rivers have fallen.